Trigger warning: descriptions of medical procedures and symptoms, cancer I’m lying there, staring at the smoke alarm. The two, blinking, red lights are the only indication that time is, in fact, moving. I move around my head gingerly to see if there is any movement. My neck is stiff but I can move my head to one side. I feel my face and my neck. Phew, no tubes! I take a gulp and my throat works...
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